Give Ning Rongrong the Power of Breath

"I know!" Ning Rongrong replied with a smile.

It's just a stone, how hard can it be to find?

Besides, it has some kind of breath power attached to it, and it seems that Zhu Zhuqing can sense it immediately.

This training doesn't seem to be difficult.

"Hmm..." Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly and responded.

She understood Wukong's temperament and knew that this training would definitely not be as simple as picking up stones.

When she thought of the few months when she met Wukong, this guy would beat her if she didn't practice the flying technique well.

Every time he hit her on the butt, Zhu Zhuqing trembled all over when she thought of that experience.

"Also, Ning Rongrong, come here..." Wukong raised his head and waved to Ning Rongrong.

"Hmm? What's wrong?" Ning Rongrong trotted to Wukong's front, blinked her big shining eyes, and wanted to see what Wukong wanted her to do.

"Don't resist, relax your whole body, a force will enter your body in a while, don't resist..." As he said that, Wukong raised his arm, stretched out a finger, and tapped Ning Rongrong's forehead.

Ning Rongrong trembled at this intentional touch, but recovered her body and resisted Wukong's finger.

"Okay, then... what kind of power is it?"

Ning Rongrong was a little confused when she saw Wukong refused to speak for a long time.

"You will know in a while..." Wukong did not explain too much, but mobilized a trace of the true essence of the breath power, flowing along the veins of his arm into the space between Ning Rongrong's eyebrows.

Zhu Zhuqing frowned slightly when she saw this scene, and her emotions fluctuated a little. How could she not know what Wukong was doing?

When Wukong taught the power of breath, he also used this set of movements. Now seeing it used on other women, she always felt a little uncomfortable.

Acquiescence is acquiescence, but whether to accept it is another matter.

Wukong also knew that Zhu Zhuqing was upset, but there was nothing he could do. If Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing learned this move, Wukong would not dare to say that he could conquer the entire Xingdou Great Forest.

But he could be invincible in the same class and surpass a full 20 levels of challenges.

Wukong was extremely confident about this.

Zhu Zhuqing was a little upset, and Wukong would take the initiative to comfort her.

In less than a while, Ning Rongrong felt a new force spreading from her eyebrows along the meridians to her entire body.

"This... so... so warm, so soft~" Ning Rongrong felt this new power, which was purer than soul power and even easier to dissolve in the body.

This feeling was very warm, and there was no way to describe it in words.

"Integrate this power into your body carefully, don't reject it, let it merge with your soul power on its own." Wukong guided from the side.

At that time, Zhu Zhuqing absorbed the power of breath a little faster than Ning Rongrong, probably because of the battle soul master.

"Hmm." Ning Rongrong pursed her lips and closed her eyes to carefully feel the changes in the breath power.

It merged with her soul power bit by bit, and even transformed her body. Ning Rongrong felt that she could now fight a soul master alone.

Of course, this was definitely nonsense.

But strengthening the physique was definitely true. Ning Rongrong's physique had improved a lot compared to before, and even her basic strength had increased a lot.

You have to know that basic strength takes a long time to increase a little bit, and it's very good to be able to increase it all at once.

Time passed by, and Wukong had already felt that the breath in Ning Rongrong's body had completed the final fusion.

Because he could now sense Ning Rongrong's breath without using his own breath.

This was not like sensing those people without breath. If the infrared camera was used to show the perception, people without breath would be like a black mass. Although you know who it is, it is not so colorful.

However, people with breath power are completely different. Compared with the black mass in front, they seem to have suddenly gained color, and their specific situation can be clearly known.

So Wukong is the one who knows best how powerful Ning Rongrong is now.

"Hu~" Wukong exhaled, removed the finger that was on Ning Rongrong's forehead, and wiped the sweat from his head.

It can make people weak, as if they were squeezed dry.

"Okay ＾0＾~"

"The power of breath should spread and merge in your body."

"Now you are no longer an ordinary auxiliary spirit master. According to my speculation, if you go through my training, Dai Mubai will definitely not be your opponent." Wukong crossed his hands in front of his chest and said confidently.

Ning Rongrong, once you learn skills like Qigong Cannon, Dai Mubai's White Tiger Fierce Light Wave is simply not worth mentioning.

It just so happens that I took this opportunity to pass this skill to Zhu Zhuqing. If nothing unexpected happens, it should take a long time to learn it.

Why did Wukong know it right away? Because he knew the principle and could slowly deduce it himself, but according to what Master Turtle said back then, it seemed that it would take more than 40 years to learn this move.

Forget it, I can only rely on my best efforts to teach them as quickly as possible.

"No way!" Ning Rongrong widened her eyes, bewildered, defeating Dai Mubai?

If it was just relying on others, Ning Rongrong would definitely be confident, but if it was her own words, it was simply impossible.

But now Wukong said that after his training, he could defeat Dai Mubai, which made Ning Rongrong unbelievable.

This heavy bombshell made Zhu Zhuqing unable to calm down for a long time.

Although she hated Dai Mubai, it was impossible for an auxiliary spirit master to defeat a fighting spirit.

Not to mention the huge level difference between the two sides. Zhu Zhuqing knew the horror of the breath power, but she did not dare to guarantee that Ning Rongrong could defeat Dai Mubai after Wukong's training.

"How is this possible? No matter how powerful you are, you can't let an auxiliary spirit master defeat a fighting spirit master, right?" Ning Rongrong was a little helpless. She believed in Wukong's strength, but this kind of thing...

"That's right, an auxiliary spirit master of more than 50 levels may not even be able to beat a fighting spirit master of more than 30 levels." Zhu Zhuqing immediately came up and added: "And let alone Ning Rongrong, who is petite and not suitable for fighting."

Ning Rongrong was not angry about Zhu Zhuqing's words.

It's not that what she said was unreasonable. She was indeed petite and not suitable for fighting. She was only suitable for assistance.

"I understand what you are worried about, but..." Wukong kept it a secret here, quickly jumped onto a rock by the river, picked up a stick, and pulled a vine on the way.

He made a fishing rod, caught a worm, tied it to one side of the vine, and threw it into the river.

The two didn't understand why Wukong did this, but just waited obediently by the side.

In less than a moment, Wukong suddenly turned around, stretched his waist, and said with a relaxed look: "Never underestimate the power of this breath. It is different from soul power. Soul power is the foundation of your soul skills, but the strength of soul skills depends on the level and soul rings, but the breath is different. It depends on the degree of your practice. That is to say, no matter how bad your soul power and level are, as long as you practice hard enough and work hard to study this aspect, this power can bring you unexpected surprises."